I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 239 Following One's Heart

Zhongli Yueluo cupped his face, her eyes red, and placed her fingers on his lips.

The surrounding heat and humidity turned their bodies red, and their thin shirts were soaked with water, revealing glimpses of their snow-white skin.

She whispered in his ear, "Okay..."

His eyes instantly welled up with tears, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist as she sat on his lap.

He just sucked hard on her shoulder, and she felt a sharp pain as blood dripped from her shoulder.

It's unclear whether he was conscious or not; he seemed to become a little more lucid after sucking blood.

If this is a dream, how can the blood feel so real?

The blood on his shoulder dripped down his arm into the hot spring, forming red flower patterns.

He was losing control of himself more and more. Zhongli Yueluo was numb. She thought... but he seemed to just want to drink some blood.

She struggled internally for a long time before finally saying "okay," but thankfully she didn't.

She didn't interrupt him, but instead held the back of his head and whispered in his ear, "You're hurting me."

"I want to make you feel pain, otherwise you'll always treat me like that! I'm a man too!" He released her and then gently bit her neck.

But it was just a light tap of teeth, then a gentle peck, before turning her around.

They were face to face, and Yan Ruoyu looked at her with adoration, then leaned close to her ear.

"I don't want to be in my dreams, I don't want to be spied on, let's just stop here." He slid his hand to her neck.

He then stood up, and she fell into the hot spring, but instead of feeling any sense of drowning, she watched him get dressed.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't hear what he said.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw the unfamiliar bed curtains, which left her somewhat confused.

So Yan Ruoyu's desire was to take a bath with her and see her blush?

So she was too frank with him, which made him feel unbalanced and like he wasn't a husband.

It's more like they're allies who share life and death. Will she change her way of interacting with him in the future?

He then shook his head, saying that he wouldn't change it because it was the most appropriate and harmonious way to get along.

But then she looked at the scene before her. Where was she?

The door opened with a creak, and Zhongli Yueluo sat up, rubbing her temples, and met the gaze.

He was a little boy with dark hair, and he looked at her with bright, sparkling eyes.

Zhongli Yueluo could see a resemblance to Su Fengjun in him, and she was stunned for a moment.

The little boy in front of them was actually Su Fengjun when he was a child.

No, that shouldn't be the case. Could this be a character that Su Fengjun imagined?

"Mother, Father told me to wake you up for dinner." He pushed the door open completely.

Her voice was soft and gentle, but her eyes were very calm. She exclaimed, "Ah!" "Mother?"

In Su Fengjun's desires, he even had a child. She gave an awkward laugh and got out of bed.

She took two steps to stand in front of the child, looking him up and down. He resembled Su Fengjun somewhat, but not at all like her.

Where is your father?

“Of course, it’s in the yard,” he replied, and then ran off as he spoke.

Zhongli Yueluo walked out into an unfamiliar courtyard; she had never been there before.

Just then, the sunlight outside shone brightly on the tall, straight man.

He wore a dark blue robe that seemed to glow in the sunlight. He turned around when he heard the voice, his eyes gentle.

"You're awake. Did you sleep well?"

She was so captivated by it, who could resist!

She blushed, genuinely, unable to control her heart pounding.

Perhaps, as they say, she really likes him.

She hummed in agreement and stood motionless at the door, whereupon the little boy grabbed Su Fengjun's sleeve again.

"Oh, this child is my cousin's child. His parents... well, he said he only wants to call you 'mother' because he thinks you're beautiful."

Zhongli Yueluo breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought... she had thought it was her child.

"pretty good."

However, she had no interest in talking about such trivial matters with him; she only wanted to quickly ascertain Su Fengjun's desires.

She looked at him carefully, then slowly approached him.

The child wisely ran away. Su Fengjun… he actually said he thought she was pretty?

This was something he wouldn't normally say, and as he got closer, something even more incredible happened.

He casually put his arm around her waist and said, "The sun is shining brightly today, how about we go for a walk?"

Zhongli Yueluo was still a little unaccustomed to Su Fengjun's initiative, and she turned around to look at him with some confusion.

"Feng Jun?"

"Hmm? Or do you want to stay at home? I'll stay with you." He gently stroked the top of her head with his chin.

With a serene and beautiful expression, Zhongli Yueluo held his hand.

She turned to look at him: "Feng Jun, wherever you want to go, I will accompany you."

"Let's just stroll around the streets then. It's been a long time since we went out together."

"Okay." She took his hand, and he didn't pull away.

This is quite different from the real Su Fengjun.

In reality, he is restrained, patient, and maintains just the right distance.

Now, she does resemble Yan Ruoyu somewhat.

They went out together, and the scenery outside was quite unfamiliar. They figured this must be Taiyin City.

The vendors along the way sold everything imaginable, and Zhongli Yueluo led him forward by the hand.

Instead, he stepped forward and embraced her, looking at her and saying, "Slow down, my wife."

Hearing this common, ordinary address, she was momentarily taken aback; he hadn't even called her by name.

"Flowers for sale...flowers for sale..."

The sound of a flower seller drifted from afar; it belonged to a rather elderly woman, whose basket was filled with flowers of various colors.

Su Fengjun pulled Zhongli Yueluo over, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at her, and then he squatted down to choose the color of the flower.

"My wife, which one do you like?" He looked up, his lips curving slightly, his eyes narrowed, revealing no impure thoughts.

Zhongli Yueluo had no mind to admire the flowers anymore. She was just staring at his face, somewhat dazed. Was he really that handsome?

"Miss?"

"Oh, I like everything you gave me." She meant it sincerely.

He carefully selected one from among them, choosing a blue flower with a shimmering sheen.

I don't know what kind it is, but it has a sweet fragrance.

He stood up, gently tucked the flower behind her ear, and casually brushed the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear.

"My wife... is so beautiful, I can never get enough of looking at her."

His fingers lingered on her face, he smiled slightly, and then withdrew his hand.

This was the first time Zhongli Yuelu had heard Su Fengjun say such flirtatious words, and her heart was pounding.

She squeezed his hand tightly, guessing what Su Fengjun's desire was—he simply wanted to be like them.

Abandon restraint and follow your heart.

They went out to eat together, and she seemed quite happy.

When she gets crumbs all over her mouth from eating, he will gently wipe them off with a handkerchief.

She had walked around the entire city of Taiyin and was tired, so she looked at the chair next to her.